The sudden closure of the entrance to the Void Palace was unexpected by everyone.
The other cultivators on the periphery immediately forgot about fighting and all looked anxious, half astonished and half disappointed as they checked the condition of the array wall.
But even if they used every possible means and method, the array walls of that void palace were absolutely not something they could shake.
The purple array wall stood firmly in place, unshaken by anyone, and its Desolate Ancient aura spread wildly, the power of space dissipating, making the array wall outside the palace even more stable.
"Damn it..."
"For now, we can only wait for the palace to reopen."
"Could it be that it's closed because it's full?"
"It's also possible. Hopefully, after the fighting inside has gone on for a while, and some gaps appear, the barrier will open again."
The group was utterly disappointed, unable to contain their helplessness and resentment.
Even though they found themselves unable to enter the palace, no one left. Instead, they gathered even closer to the outside, and even the fighting stopped.
Now, we must conserve our strength in preparation for the next fortuitous opportunity that may open again.
Judging from this, it's clear they definitely won't be able to get in anytime soon.
But what if?
Moreover, even if we take a step back and assume the worst, there are many powerful individuals among them, and some even reach the Saint Realm.
Even if one cannot enter the Void Palace to seize fortuitous opportunity, can't one still seize the fortuitous opportunity brought out by the cultivators who have already entered?
The Void Palace will disappear.
But the cultivators who go in always have to come back, right?
Meanwhile, inside the main hall.
The array wall is not just a simple defensive formation; it also possesses the power of teleportation.
The instant Su Lianxin and Lin Ling passed through the array wall, she saw the silvery-white Twenty Liquid flowing within it. This was a precious material used to draw teleportation arrays, extremely rare, capable of supporting Saint Grade teleportation array. Ordinary array masters would find it difficult to possess even a little bit of it. However, what she saw in that fleeting glimpse was a three-foot-thick Twenty Liquid flowing throughout the entire array wall!
The sheer number was terrifying.
And it was at the very moment she was swallowed by the Twenty Liquid that she felt the teleportation power surge forth.
Su Lianxin barely cared about anything else and instinctively grabbed Lin Ling beside her.
When they opened their eyes again, the two were already standing in a magnificent purple-gold hall.
"Where are we... inside the palace? Where have we ended up?"
Lin Ling's expression was somewhat blank, and she was also a little wary. She pursed her lips, took out a compass made of a demon dragon bone from her Storage Bag, and with a flick of her finger, a drop of golden liquid slowly dripped into the center of the compass.
The compass was covered with intricate array patterns, but Su Lianxin only glanced at it before looking away.
She didn't quite understand these things.
At the same time, I also admire him.
Although she has a better talent in Sword Dao, Lin Ling is accomplished in many other areas as well.
During this period, the pills used by the two of them for cultivation were all refined by Lin Ling, with an extremely high success rate.
Even the Great Saint Goumang thought that if he had the chance to see the inheritances of his old friends in the future, he would definitely find some inheritance Cultivation Method for alchemy and weapon crafting for Lin Ling, so as not to bury the other party's talent.
After carefully examining the evidence, Lin Ling shook her head helplessly.
"I can't quite tell, but I'm certain that we're currently somewhere to the north of this temple."
"There's no danger. Let's scout around first."
Upon hearing this, Su Lianxin nodded.
"Alright."
After putting away the compass, Lin Ling carefully examined the pills, array plates, and Law Treasure she was carrying.
After confirming that these items had not been affected by the temple, he took out another item from his Storage Bag.
Those were two bells.
One black, one white.
With a flick of her fingers, the absorbed earth fire ignited at her fingertips and was sent to the bell-shaped waist pendant.
Instantly, a wisp of smoke mixed with the fragrance of lotus slowly drifted out from the center of the hollowed-out bell, and the smoke from the black and white bells connected into a thin line, intertwining together.
"Be careful, Lianxin," Lin Ling said, hanging the white bell around Su Lianxin's waist while keeping the black one neatly at her own side. Her tone was cautious. "We don't know what kind of great terror awaits us here. With the Mystic Heart Bell, even if we accidentally separate, we can find each other by following the smoke."
Su Lianxin couldn't help but pause.
Her fingertips brushed against the Mystic Heart Bell at her waist, a warm feeling rising in her heart along with a touch of pity. She nodded gently.
"Okay, thank you, A-Ling."
Su Lianxin knew a thing or two about why Lin Ling did this.
Although Lin Ling was reluctant to bring it up, after so many days of heart-to-heart talks, she learned more or less that Lin Ling had been separated from her clan when she was young, and all her brothers and sisters had disappeared, leaving her to struggle to survive alone.
This led Lin Ling to be exceptionally cautious. Not to mention the Mystic Heart Bell, even Su Lianxin's Storage Bag contained many items refined by Lin Ling, all of which were for finding people and saving lives.
How could Su Lianxin not be moved by how kind she was to her?
In the past, her heart was only for her master, and secondly for the Sword Pavilion and her fellow disciples in the Sword Pavilion.
But now, Lin Ling has risen to become a force to be reckoned with, ranking second only to the Sword Pavilion.
She fiddled with the Mystic Heart Bell at her waist a couple of times, and together with Lin Ling, they walked side by side into the purple-gold hall.
The hall is adorned with carved beams and painted rafters. The dragons on the pillars are depicted with flowing strokes of ink, revealing the dedication and unrestrained spirit of the person who painted them. The paintings of a hundred beasts beneath the dragon pillars are so lifelike that they seem to leap out of the canvas...
"Get back to normal."
Before the two could even take a second look, they heard the solemn voice of Great Saint Goumang beside them.
"What's wrong, Master?" Lin Ling shivered and quickly came to her senses.
From the Soul-Nourishing Jade she carried, the remnant soul of the Great Saint Goumang floated out and hovered beside the two women. He scanned the surroundings, his tone extremely solemn.
"Be careful, don't look at the murals around you."
"If I'm not mistaken, this is definitely not the work of an ordinary Saint Realm cultivator. The characters within these murals are all Divine Script, and the patterns they depict are far beyond the comprehension of two juniors like you. A slight misstep could activate the array within!"
Lin Ling's eyes widened slightly upon hearing this, but she quickly looked away, unable to suppress her curiosity.
What will happen if the formation is activated?
The Great Saint Goumang said softly, "I will instantly bring to life all the beasts and dragons you just saw."
It was just a simple sentence, but it sent chills down their spines.
They weren't stupid. Although they had only glanced at it a few times, they could tell that the murals depicted an High Antiquity battlefield from hundreds of thousands of years ago, or even longer.
And at that time, all the beasts and dragons...
What level of cultivation would it be?
Even if these two Thearch Realm, no matter how talented they are, they will probably not be able to escape this calamity!
only...
Su Lianxin lowered her eyes, gazing at the hem of Great Saint Goumang's robes, which seemed to have solidified slightly, and softly asked, "May I ask, Great Saint, do you know what this Divine Script describes? Is it something we juniors could possibly know?"
At this point, a complex look flashed in Great Saint Goumang's eyes.
He took a slow, deep breath and spoke.
"Well, there's nothing I can't say."
"If I'm not mistaken, this should be a grand hall for the inheritance of knowledge..."